Awakening to the present

Have you ever suddenly realize that you live in a world where things are easier than you think?

It may sound like not, but life is easier today than yesterday, at least in some respects.

When I started writing some texts, as a teenager, he used pen and paper.

I still use, but then I have a fucking job to type everything on your PC. It is double work.

Now, I use the PC, but there was a time I used a typewriter.

Yeah, I know to type properly. I took a typing class in an ancient Remington machine. My teacher has already died a long time. Today, neither the place of the school exist. It was in 1984.

But when I decided to use a PC, was a revolution. Who ever typed some text in the Edit, from DOS?

Not? Neither knows what is the Edit?

Yes, it is a long time that nobody uses more Edit, but everyone uses Notepad, or Wordpad, do not use?

But the good thing is Word, starting with Word 7, Word 97, Word 2000, Word 2003 and Word 2007 now. I stopped in Word 2000 and I think it's more than enough.

And you know why? An Office suite costs just 500 dollars in Brazil. That's why ...

But there is a huge gap between writing and publishing.

 

Yes, I published in 1996, when the Internet was in diapers.

And now, it's so easy! How many people affordable! A wealth of communication and distribution channels! How many audience!

I need just overcome laziness. This time, I blame laziness,changing the standard excuse: lack of time.

I hate cliches, and 'lack of time' already bored.

Laziness? Me?

No.

Is it lack of time, and to hell who does not like the buzzwords.

With you, it, the machine which I learned typing.

The moral of the story

I have a lot of stories to tell. I still have a lot of ideas to be thought, preached,  diffused. And have a lot of plans, all very good.

I have a lot of books with a lot of cool things to be discussed.

My stories and ideas are poor? I do not know. Perhaps they are, maybe not.

So why write them?

Because it feels good. For that reason alone.

But, if I do only what I think good, how I find time to do a thing what needs to be done, but it is not hot?

But what is not good?

What I nedd to do, but not like to do? 

Finances?

But I like it!

What I dislike is the monopoly of a single vice.

Yes, I can admit that what I do constantly ends up being part of me as an addiction, even though the word "addiction" is not exactly appropriate, because it has a bad connotation. What is "habit" then.

My habits make me?

I do not know, but a habit that monopolizes all my time is not a good habit.

Only a habit that produces something valuable can have a monopoly of the time, but if the habit is to write, which valuable produces a history?

Sometimes, I think the best you can produce is a moral at the end.

But a mania must have a moral justification for its existence?

The stories that I write need a moral background that justifies them, as they are first written to satisfy my selfish compulsion to write? And if they have no moral background? What is the problem?

A moral background is just a gimmick for the readers?

What sin in writing for pleasure?

I read "Alice in Wonderland."

I will not go away talking about this book, but the theme of morality necessarily lead me to it.

There are between their characters an ugly Duchess lives trying to find a moral to each story.

I can not tell if the author, Lewis Carol, had someone in mind when he created this character. In this case, it was the opposite: the addiction was not the stories without morals, but the search for a moral obligatory. A story without a moral was not a story.

I do not know if facts need a moral at the end.

Some things just happen, but we can't draw any kind of lesson from them. They are mundane or amazing by themselves.

Moral of the story: stories need not be moral.

This conclusion brings me a very suspicious relief and sounds like a sign saying "smoking is good for health."

Would you believe in an announcement like this?

The cover of the agenda

Whenever I think about this blog, I remember that I have somecalendars with nice notes. I also remember that I have three computers and many hundreds of books. And I have many music CDs, CDs with softwares and games, DVD movies and documentaries and curiosity by millions of cool sites on the Internet wich are waiting me to be seen. That's a lot, but the day has only a few working hours.

But since was thinking the agenda, I could at least put her photo in this blog. But how?

I have a flatbed scanner, but it is the old PC, but old PC is too slow and not allow me to transfer data to new PC, because it has no USB port. Scan a cover of an agenda seems difficult? To me, it's a problem.

Transfer the old PC scanner for new PC? No way, at least for now. Takes a long time with cables, drivers and settings. Forget it.

I still have a 9-megapixel digital camera. But I still do not know uses it. Just bought it and I left in a drawer. I don't have time and patience to install the software on a CD that comes with the camera, and still need to read manuals and Helps to operate both the camera and the software.

Finally, now I has a webcam, those used in Microsoft Messenger.

Is that good?

I do not know. Never tried it. But the problem remains. It takes time.

Here is a task that challenges me to face it. I know it's only the cover of a calendar, but she refuses to turn into a jpg image of my dear blog.

If you take the trouble to read my next posts, do not be surprised if you see the cover of the agenda in one of them, because now I was challenged publicly.

Let's see if life is so difficult as it sounds.

But, magic: look at the cover of the agenda!

The eternal backup

I lost some time today doing a backup of this blog.

Anyone who has lost something that liked and that was seemingly secure in HD from any computer or on any server on the Internet?

One day you wake up and your HD is gone. Where are your loved files?

No, there is no insurance against lost drives. It is a drama that can make a person crazy.

But the data that are on the internet? And our dear blogging? And if one day I go with my browser to the page of my  loved blog and he no longer exists? Where are my  perfect writings? The provider will regret and apologize and give discounts, but will not make born again he inspired and sublime text. If I do not do a backup of these beautiful texts, and do it fast, I run the risk of falling into oblivion after a bug or virus. Fire, bugs, viruses and neglect companies can destroy the work of years of innocent people. So do not be afraid to make a backup of everything you produce, whether in HD, or in the blogs of life. One day they might be gone.

But, and after?

One day, when I die, everything I wrote would be deleted. The things I write are important only to me.

I can get a crowd of fans, as a famous poet or old singerman, but nobody will care to put my writings available to the world. Everything will be forgotten.

And my papers, my documents, my tax bills, my financial bills, my paid bills, my property tax? What will become of my paper files?

 Nothing.

Nothing will be done them. Someone with a bit of bad humor will put everything in the nearest garbage can.

Why think that?

Ah! It's just an addiction in strategic thinking. It's just habit of thinking in long term. That's it.

The addiction of the storyteller

I think that writing is actually an addiction.

I've always been a person thoughtful against addictions. I've been a smoker and I know there are addictions and addictions. Smoking, drinking, using drugs, eating or not eating, exercising or sleeping too much, talking on the phone or driving a car, car care, wash car rubbishs, using internet, pornography online, games, chat and messenger, and write blogs.

All the above examples are vices, but the vice of writing is interesting. You do something and think about this as something would make a good story. You remember something and think how cool would be that memory in your blog, in his biography, on the television screen, in a mini-series, in a movie.

They are journeys without any fruit.

But we have other addictions, such as the organization's damn addictive, the habit of the order, the vice of all-knowing, and the habit of right making, not to mention the addiction of no-take-out, or rather, the habit of saving all.

And because every addiction consumes a world of time, we are not happy people. Attend an addiction implies disregard others who are itching in our minds as open wounds.

I will think a little more about these damn addiction ...

I know you will kill all these lions, but...

One step at a time, as if life would never end. That's how things should be done.

You control your finances?

If not control, should control. And if you control, you lose a lot of time, you know that could be used to see some cool movies on television, or to hear a pleasant sound in the room, or to give that journey that you are promising yourself for a long time.

 

What comes first: the finances or health?

No matter: you do not have time for any of the two.

If you make a monstrous effort, You'll have money and health, but not time to spend money and use your body healthy for anything else, but to work.

And the songs? And the movies?

Make an effort and put a CD with those tasty ballads while sending emails, receiving bills, take a walk.

And their dreams and infallible plans?

Projects are in the drawer, I know. Or are in the agenda, well-noted, because you know it's a hardworking person and one day put into practice all his plans.

One day you will do everything, will go to everywhere and be able to establish order and everything. Everything will has a label, because everything is in your corner, and life will flow like clockwork.

But everything has its time and in the end, you will write your biography, to your great grandchildren to know that the good world they live in was built with hard work and sweat by the ancestors, and that they should stop being lazy and potheads.

 

Yeah, I know you will do the trick.

Good luck, but do not forget that old CD of ballads in the mountain of junk near the TV.

Think about tomorrow without forgetting today.

Sing a little.

False News: My blog about lies

I just gave a renewed on my blog False News.

Now he's with photos and is pretty cool.

The address is False News and I think his idea is very valid.

Check it.

The government confirms: freedom of expression will be taxed.

Editor: The government intends to tax the freedom of expression, but no society should shut up. If the rate falls on the news, the tax cheat is lying. Lie: come cheap and it's fun!
Population adheres to the wave of false news.
Liars gather in public and play for free.